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Tew Be Continued

by Miss Kam

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Intro 04:33
[Verse 1] I ain’t got shit to prove Treat my shit like crack I got shit to move I’m a sweetheart to him But I’m a bitch to you Gotta keep different energy for different dudes Gotta keep me some fits I can slip into Bitch that ain’t yo nigga That’s dick for two Don’t trip, if he fuckin’ Then he trickin’ too Pick ya lip up Lookin’ all miserable Bitch I stay in the cut I’m a hidden jewel Try to take sumn’ bitch ‘Ima give it to ‘em Bitch I’m deep in the water and you dip into it Bitch I’m deep in the water lemme get into it Bitch I’m deep in the water and you dip into it Bitch I’m deep in the water lemme get into it Bitch I’m deep in the water and you dip into it Bitch I’m deep in the water lemme Hold up Bitch I said what I said And I’m stickin’ to it All these niggas wearin Nike and didn’t do it Got my first thirty racks I was siftin’ through it When my mama told me save I ain’t listen to her When my nana told me pray I ain’t listen to her Father told me stop playin’ I ain’t listen to him Realized all them cliques I ain’t fit into ‘em Who am I? If I tell you You gon’ listen to me? Bitch I’m still workin’ forty hours And bitches hatin But they still fuck for forty dollars Now that’s some pussy power And I ain’t talkin’ down But these my real ass thoughts when I walk around But if I really say it then they gon hate me Fuck ‘em Oh this nigga said he wanna date me? Fuck him I be indecisive still know I want something But at the same time I don’t really want nothin’ I can feel when a bitch ain’t real in my stomach That shit start turnin’ My skin burnin’ You wanna be gang but you did not earn it I gave you the game but you did not learn it And I told you niggas change But you ain’t listen to me Hella niggas not here cause they ain’t listen to me Give a fuck if these niggas don’t listen to me Turn the volume up and hopefully they listen me Turn that shit up Yeah I’ma burn that shit up Turn that shit up Yeah Yeah Yeah Let’s go [Verse 2] Turn that shit up Miss Kam on it she gon burn that shit up Yeah I heard she rap But I heard that bitch suck Yeah I heard she rap But I heard that bitch Uh Heard that bitch don’t rap like me How she don’t like me but she act just like me Bitch I am the shit like I’m backed up nightly Bitches can’t see me even if it’s on sight See, I was down bad in the trenches wit them roaches Bad bitch mean mug nigga don’t approach me If you wanna know the tea nigga listen closely Hop out my biz if you don’t motherfuckin’ know me Bitch I get paid yo balencis just to walk in You tryna drag I beg yo motherfuckin’ pardon I turn it up and get this motherfucker started You think you fly come in like S.W.A.T. and get to poppin’ You pretty baby I think you should stick to modeling ‘Fore I rip ya face out Knock a bitch down for she even get the mace out Seen it in ya face You a bitch filled with straight doubt Bitch we outside ten deep like a stake out Make me tie you up good like some fuckin’ take out Let me ask you something Is you ready take the safe route? Cause getting’ to this paper ain’t nothing That I play ‘bout That woman ain’t ready Nigga gon’ put ya cape down And I got shooters down south like Cape Town This just a break down But I ain’t break down I put my demons down deep They try escape out Look it was nights I ain’t eat And I ain’t make out A bitch was ugly Edges bummy Face would break out Fuckin straight clowns And you still do You gotta get it how you live it so I feel you I tell these niggas I can fuck you I can’t heal you But as a real bitch does what the real do I turn it down a lor bit so I can hear you I turn it down a lor bit so I can hear you Bitch, nigga Turn that shit up nigga It’s slight Doowy Lloh bitch
2.
We$tside 03:07
[Hook] All my west side bitches hands up All my west side niggas gon’ and fuckin’ stand up Look if you a pussy nigga then you need to man up What, what What, what What All my bitches really wild and what We gon’ bring that fuckin’ action lor nigga, and cut Look if you a pussy hoe then get yo fuckin hands up [Verse 1] Oh my goodness I know bitches is not poppin shit Even if they was option Bitches is not toppin this Man I got a hunnit problems Thuggin’ in my moccasins I know they ain’t used to this ‘Cause this is fuckin’ opulence You gon’ do whatever just to fuckin’ prove you not a bitch I’ma do whatever just to make sure that my mama rich Cookin’ wit the sauce and bitch you cookin wit a pot of piss This is purely confidence lor mama this is not a diss Niggas don’t even wanna feature a bitch ‘Cause they already know I burn em up What All the shows want me to walk in the bitch ‘Cause they know I’m gon’ turn em up What Two racks off the first album in the first month Still ain’t earn enough Yeah I’m really that bitch Don’t make me talk shit Is you hoes gon learn or what Hmm You don’t want me to flex I’ma hurt feelings Bitches not up next Hoes dirt dealin’ I’m a hoot I’m a boss I’m a flirt clearly You a bum You is high off a perk I’m a hustler putting’ in the work Make a hood nigga dance make ‘em jerk Big stepper touchdown on ya turf Westside been down since birth Bitch Bitch [Hook] All my west side bitches hands up All my west side niggas gon’ and fuckin’ stand up Look if you a pussy nigga then you need to man up What, what What, what What All my bitches really wild and what We gon’ bring that fuckin’ action lor nigga, and cut Look if you a pussy hoe then get yo fuckin hands up West side bitches hands up All my west side niggas gon’ and fuckin’ stand up Look if you a pussy nigga then you need to man up What, what What, what What West side bitches hands up All my west side niggas gon’ and fuckin’ stand up Look if you a pussy nigga then you need to man up What, what What, what What All my bitches really wild and what We gon’ bring that fuckin’ action lor nigga, and cut Look if you a pussy hoe then get yo fuckin hands up What, what What, what What, what
3.
Easy 02:11
[Verse 1] Easy Big dog gon’ get released Easy I’m gon’ come for the streets Stirred up the pot now they wanting some peace We ain’t forgot better run for ya piece Greasy Headshot don’t come for knees Milk of the goat it don’t come from the sheep Pick what I want And I want one of each Only decision that I make with ease Holding it in I just want some release Mama back hurting I love her to pieces Father still kirking Act like he don’t need me Deep in the water I look for the leeches Nana I miss you can’t lie I’m still grieving Bitches gon’ envy it’s only one reason Industry trippin’ act like they don’t see me They never said that this shit would be easy [Hook] Easy Big dog gon’ get released Easy I’m gon’ come for the streets Stirred up the pot now they wanting some We ain’t forgot better Look I can never be boxed in Cloth that’s made for a prophet Shocked I made it to top ten Four years that I been locked in Lost myself then I found it I can’t lose I’m too grounded I’m reppin’ my city I gotta hold that shit down If it ain’t me then it’s Dee And bitch you know how she comin’ Accident smacked me Said that I was takin’ off for the summer I’m winning ‘cause I knew I had it And I knew what I wanted I’m always comin too forreal so why the fuck could I front ‘em I’m everything they wanna be So why the fuck am I humble That’s a conversation strictly for my maker and I Everybody got it in ‘em it’s jus patience and time And right now it’s my time cause I been patient wit mine The evolution lookin’ beautiful I happen to find A gem in every second given And a passion for time It always feel like Christmas time when I’m rappin’ for mine This a gift you should be glad I arrived, bitch
4.
Raw 03:04
Yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah [Verse 1] Ever felt like you already knew ya purpose Even worse You feel like everything you do is worthless Doubting your intuition probably why you feelin’ nervous I know you prayin’ to them angels wonder if they heard us You listen close enough you can hear they wings flap City where I’m from we only really hear them things clap Damn I lost it all can’t get them things back But I’ma gain it all back Don’t matter if I sing, rap, or sling crack Saw you sayin’ things about the squad Did you mean that? Don’t be making errors Bring the terror have ‘em lean back Said they was throwin’ dirt up on my name Yeah I seen that They hungry for my energy I know that I can’t feed that But, I pity the fool that picked me to lose I was shitty in school now I’m making moves Industry blues It really get crucial Take the pain before the gain At this point man I’m used to it Just speaking my mind Hook: Take me away Somewhere that I can do my thing And forget 'bout the days Where I really ain’t have a damn thing Now I’m making my way My grind My shine My struggle My story is gon’ be told And you gon’ find That it’s my time This dream it just cannot be sold I’m too damn raw for this [Verse 2] I put my failures on a pedestal so you can see The evolution necessary just for you to be Or become everything you knew that you could be I think they all fail to realize it’s new to me You see me winning niggas don’t know that I’m I say my prayers and I clutch on my Bible Holding on to dear life ‘Cause I’m somebody idol If I really make that move Then I know that it’s final Family depending on me I can’t give a fuck ‘bout a rival Y’all think it’s all about music Know what that be the problem Quick to forget that I’m human All my feelings I bottle Feelin’ like I gotta scream ‘Lot of hootin’ and hollerin’ But, I did my part in the heat of the moment A space for you up in my heart I’m always keepin’ it open Love hurt we can geek when we show it All I know is a nigga gotta keep on growin At this point man I’m used to it Hook: Take me away Somewhere that I can do my thing And forget 'bout the days Where I really ain’t have a damn thing Now I’m making my way My grind My shine My struggle My story is gon’ be told And you gon’ find That it’s my time This dream it just cannot be sold I’m too damn raw for this
5.
Tired 02:10
[Intro] I’m tired of niggas acting like I ain’t really worth a nigga acting right Word to Miss Badu I’m packing light Crazy how life just fuckin happens right I’m tired of niggas man Man I really got some Some shit to say I got sumn to say I ain’t holdin it back no more Fuck it Mmm I’m tired of niggas acting like I ain’t really worth a nigga acting right Word to Miss Badu I’m packing light Crazy how life just fuckin happens right Tired holding back all my feelings ‘Cause this bitch nigga don’t wanna hear it Tired of niggas all up in my fuckin’ ear Writing checks they never gon fuckin’ clear Yeah I know my worth and that piss ‘em off Tired of niggas flexin’ like it get me off Name a thing you did I probably did some more Not conceited Bitch you can see the door Niggas gave me nothing when I needed more Niggas gave me nothing when I needed more Niggas gave me nothing when I needed more Niggas gave me nothing when I needed more And I begged and pleaded Tired of fighting and feeling depleted Tired of crying and staining my sheets Why this memory play on repeat I can’t eat Can’t sleep Medicine don’t even work no more How come it’s damn near a year later And I still feel it I don’t wanna hurt no more How come the next nigga treat me like nothing One after that did a whole lot of bluffin’ One after that Man that nigga ain’t budging I’m from the way Look I’m leaving with something I’m tired of leaving these niggas And then when I’m gone They gon’ tell me they love me Tired of giving these niggas that discounted love When they know I don’t fit in they budget Damn I’m so fuckin’ exhausted Nigga pushed me so far that I lost it But thank God I’m a boss bitch ‘Cause I dip Leave a nigga all sick nigga like he nauseous Fuck ‘da nigga of course Got me trippin’ and squeezing they ribs It’s tight but no corset Man these niggas is bullshit How they give me the stick I end up wit the short end Fuck the torment Fuck the love letters Fuck the memories Fuck the back and forth Fuck the dumb shit Fuck you, him Fuck these niggas got me really geekin’ for Realized what I always needed was inside of me So tell me what I need you for Not conceited bitch you can see the door Niggas gave me nothing when I needed more I’m tired I’m tired I’m tired I’m tired I’m tired I’m tired I’m tired I’m tired I’m tired I’m tired I’m tired
6.
[Intro] Uh, yeah, yeah Uh, yeah, yeah Uh, yeah, yeah I fucked up Uh, yeah, yeah Uh, yeah, yeah Uh, yeah, yeah Damn [Hook] I be cussin’ and fussin’ I know you hate that Said some shit in discussions Wish I could take back You wrote a song ‘bout me And you know I played that Now we don’t speak ‘cause of me Shit I can take that Shit, I’ll be honest I ain’t too soft on you You just wanna see me shine I tried to floss on you Shit I got pride too I’m 5’2” Little ass bitch with a big heart But mind you Gotta play it safe So I’m lookin’ like nigga why you Felt like you was hiding me Nigga so I would hide you You lookin’ like how the fuck I find you I’m lookin’ like we know each other soul Let me remind you Maybe I ain’t see it Man it’s so much I was blind to I know I fucked up but look I’m I hope you doing good I know you is ‘cause I looked at your page I know you probably thinkin’ this bitch is crazy Look I’m tryna say I’m sorry but in so many ways I hit your homeboy to say it He ain’t tryna relay it I be actin’ like I’m happy Keep it real man it’s fake It’s staged You the only one I want and I hate it I’m the only one that’s trippin’ I hate it And you the only one I want when I make it Damn I’m Damn [Hook] I be cussin’ and fussin’ I know you hate that Said some shit in discussions Wish I could take back You wrote a song ‘bout me And you know I played that Now we don’t speak cause me Shit I can take that [Verse 2] Shit I’ll be real Wasn’t the best to you Act like you was the drama I brought the stress to you Now I’m sittin’ here cryin’ over what’s left of you Keep it real I’d do anything to get next to you I dropped the ball I guess you was the catch Honestly that’s a first for me Who would’ve guessed I be getting all possessive like Who was your best And every time you would tell me it was me This whole time I ain’t realize it was me I apologize now I know that it was me I just wish that I could tell you that I see It’s me Damn [Hook] I be cussin’ and fussin’ I know you hate that I know you hate that Said some shit in discussions Wish I could take back You wrote a song ‘bout me And you know I played that Now we don’t speak cause me Shit I can take that I mean it Begging you please
7.
Karma 02:37
[Verse 1] Niggas should be ashamed of they self Tried to send shots at me And brought the pain to they self Bitches speaking on me Tryna make a name for they self Ain’t nobody pay attention So you played with yourself Bitches lucky I got class So you was saved by the bell They ask me what I wanna do I say take ‘em to hell I feel like Quincy Jones I’m doin’ numbers Like I’m paying bills for sixty phones I put that pressure on ‘em Now they ring a different tone Type of shit I’m on I really gotta drag my nuts on these niggas like [Verse 2] Type of shit I’m on you niggas ain’t built for Bitch I got a body this face these hoes kill for Should I go on The numbers pretty I’m like should I perform ‘Long as I can blow smoke And leave a cloud like a storm Make me end ya fuckin’ world Have me blowing the horns And enemies can go to hell I ain’t showing remorse But of course You pick a side Then bitch we going to war I was cool before But now a bitch showing the sword Try stop me I’ma go in some more I’m good on all the fake love You don’t owe me support I know you prolyl peeped the absence of some homies support Well let’s act like them nigga don’t know me no more Shit [Verse 3] Fuck these fake industry niggas They do whatever just to keep a name I said it in the first line You should be ashamed You say you see the vision Nigga we don’t see the same You blow ya breath in the game Bitch I breathe the game Understand that I’m a different breed Bitches can hate me But they know I’m what these bitches need I bring the table And you niggas can’t sit wit me Mane you niggas can’t sit wit me Now lemme do a victory screech Everybody know my favorite juice is Simply Peach Ask me how I’m manifesting Well it simply speaks Why you questioning these blessings that was destined for me Why you pressuring me Think you know me better then me I had to let go of some shit was weighing heavy on me I put the city on my back you should be crediting me Some niggas walked away The only one stepping was me If you ever feeling pressure Bitch the pressure is me
8.
[Verse 1] I think they need a little convincing Bad bad bitch I’m put in detention I’m really on a lowkey mission To show y’all that I’m what the game been missing Rock off shake off Sweat out ya kitchen Pop off lock-jaw Neck get to twistin Slide to the left all sweat get to drippin’ Live as a bitch I’m wet as a Wet as shell in the sand Hatin’ on me go to hell if you can Tried to bring me down and they failed at the plan Real recognize real so the real understand Uh Shake something Move a lil' quicker though I see you got a lor something What it’s hittin’ for I ducked off put the work in the winter yo And now it’s time to bring the heat let it simmer hoe [Hook] Ha Ha Let it simmer hoe Now it’s time to bring the heat let it simmer hoe Ha Ha Let it simmer hoe Now it’s time to bring the heat let it simmer hoe Ha Ha Let it simmer hoe Now it’s time to bring the heat let it simmer hoe Ha Ha Let it simmer hoe And now it’s time to bring the, hold up [Verse 2] I think I done fucked they head up Could’ve did it like me But you fucked ya bread up Had to leave my old nigga I was getting fed up Been ten toes down I could never let up Playin with my money nigga I’ma get ya set up When he throw the money at me It be getting wetter I be singin’ on the mic no striped sweater I’m finna dominate a nigga in some tight leather Hoes wanna get my spot Can’t do it better Shorty wanna throw hands Don’t move, let her New year New bread And some new cheddar Don’t be scary of the kitty Be smooth, pet her Rockstar no Red Dead Redemption Single player in the game Fuck off my system I wish a bitch would Give a ‘lil hoe a blister I’m a gemini twin Don’t got a sister bitch Hook: Ha Ha Let it simmer hoe Now it’s time to bring the heat let it simmer hoe Ha Ha Let it simmer hoe Now it’s time to bring the heat let it simmer hoe Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Woo

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Tew Be Continued is a sequel to Miss Kam’s debut album - Tew Faced. The rhythmic poetry is centered on evolution and transitions of Miss Kam’s career and self. Whereas Tew Faced merely “dipped it’s toes” in of her mind and life story, The EP dives in headfirst, no life jacket. Miss Kam is fully transparent with balancing her biggest strengths and weakness: duality. Ego versus higher self, dark versus light, extrovert versus introvert, love versus hate, assertiveness versus aggression, speaking versus silence, self-love versus self-sabotage, wisdom versus ignorance, vanity versus modesty, dream versus needs, poverty versus wealth, and most importantly: mind and body versus spirit. To be optimistic, Tew Be Continued is certainly a legendary story that will be told and studied in music conversations and lectures for centuries to come.

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released December 31, 2022

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Miss Kam Baltimore, Maryland

Heavy-hitting, bar-spitting, and unforgiving. Miss Kam is relentlessly taking the crown as the Queen of Baltimore's rap scene. Her debut EP "Birthday Pack" and LP "Tew Faced" display her effortless quality of being a vocal and sonic chameleon. Enjoy West-Baltimore's finest. ... more

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